This is another one of those "don't remember much, kind of sketchy" sort of things. Doesn't really help that I'm posting this about eight hours after it was fresh in my mind.
Don't know how or why I got to this point, but there was a dark haired girl standing in front of me. She seemed kind of shy. I think she was decently pretty, but I think there was something about her I didn't like much....idk what it was.
We were talking, and for some reason, I knew that she wanted to ask me out, but was afraid of rejection. I didn't want to go out with her that much....like there was something that I just didn't like about her....or maybe it wasn't her, but the idea of getting a relationship that I didn't like.
I think it was getting a relationship that I didn't like.
I was talking to her, trying to make her feel better. I said something about how she should ask anyway, because the person may always say "yes" (because I knew she wanted to ask me out, but she didn't know that I knew). At that point, a little flag went up in my mind, as I had just realized that by saying that, I was obligated to say yes if she were to ask me out.
She smiled and did so, and I accepted, of course.
All I recall past that was that she somehow bore a personality very similar to mine, and that for some reason we went to some old house to help someone rearrange furniture....but it seemed like a miniature house with furniture, as if I was looking in a doll house (I think I actually was).
The dream was dark, as always.
I don't know why. That's always how my dreams are, dark, cold, decay, and a sense of negativity in the air.
Dunno why.
It's not unpleasant by any means, it's not like they're nightmares....just dark.